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Best book I read in 2012: David Carr’s Night of the Gun certainly struck a long-resonating and redemptive chord. Though I just started reading Steven Sherrill’s The Minotaur Takes a Cigarette Break and already it’s a strong contender. H.L. Mencken’s A Mencken Chrestomathy too, if such things count. But there’s still some 2012 left and I hope to fit in Neil Young’s auto-bio Waging Heavy Peace as soon as it’s available from the library. I think I’m eighth or something on the wait list downtown. If I don’t have it by Christmas, it would make an ideal gift…
Best place to curl up with a book on a rainy day: At home in my apartment. Couch. Chair. Maybe in a bookshop if it’s really raining hard. But never in a coffee shop. And certainly not in a bar.
Best place to lounge with a book in the sun: Same rules apply. I’m not at all a beach person unless I’m swimming. Never a cafe patio. Certainly not a beer garden.
A book I know I should read, but haven’t: David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest. But it hasn’t been for lack of trying.
A guilty pleasure favourite: Anything by Cameron Pierce. I think they call it Eurosleaze or ‘bizarro fiction’ or something. Most of his titles sound like they could be Frank Zappa songs. But I don’t feel that guilty about it.
The book I push on all my friends because it is soooooooo good: Maybe Zsuzsi Gartner’s Better Living Through Plastic Explosives — if short-story books count. I’m not a great recommender and probably a worse recommendee. When someone tells me about a book it often becomes the last book I want to read. There’s just too many out there already on the list and not enough time. I feel like recommendations are a kind of bullying. And because with friends like mine, a recommended book is a gone forever book.
Where you can find me: @toddcoyne, firstname.lastname@example.org, often in a coffee shop. Certainly in a bar.